Escape from Tunnocellum

[Ralasha]

Tunnocellum, more commonly known as Raven's Glass, is a town abutting a mountain range, and set against a shore. No more than an hour's ride will deliver one from one point to the other. A few short days travel is all that is required to leave this bar of land to either the north or the south. To the north both mountains and shore curl west-ward, to the south the mountains eventually level out into sweeping plains.

Forests dot the landscape all along this strip of rocky beaches and impassable mountains, leaving aside those few mountain passes...

Ancient ruins are abundant in this area, and the town it's self it protected from the furies of the sea by an island just slightly too far out for any but a legend to swim. The island is surrounded by tall granite cliffs, and sweeps from north to south creating together with the shore a very large natural harbor.

A great fortress rests upon this island, palatial yet militant in design, as though the work of elves.

All of this you see, just before you realize that you are falling from a great height, far above. Around you are others, some oddly calm, some worried, some stricken still with fear, one screaming 'Weee!' (I cannot resist), and the inevitable... those that have perished from the sudden shock.

The fall takes some time, but as you reach the half-way mark between heaven and earth you feel your descent begin to slow inexorably. And as you would have reached the ground, finally with a feather-light touch, the world is consumed in white. 'Can we do it again?!'

You awake, with dawn, to find yourself standing, facing the buttressed walls of Raven's Glass.

A number of things occur in quick succession... And why was the gnome juggling those eggs?

At the end of a few days, you find yourself together with most of the others settled into the comfortable confines of a gilded cage. A most luxurious prison.

After waking, and having breakfast you notice your door is ajar, and a shadow is moving away from the door towards the guard-room.

As to your room it's self... It is roughly twice your height in width, length, and time and a half your height in depth. The bed is a simple yet comfortable cot. An odd chamber-pot rests in one corner, sitting next to which is an equally odd wash-basin. Each of which seemingly generate their own hot and cold water, and dispose of the same.

The floors are a nice comfortable pine, the walls are worked stone, though covered in tapestries to hold the heat in. A single ever burning torch rests next to the door, with an opaque pot on a stand next to it, with which one covers the flame to provide darkness.

A chest or 'footlocker' as some here have been calling it sits at the foot of your cot.

You notice a small scrap of paper lying just inside of your cell-door.

[kinem]

Ron Bishi, human [PF ninja 6 / sorcerer 1] // [3.5 ninja 7], CG





Ron Bishi, human [PF ninja 6 / sorcerer 1] // [3.5 ninja 7], CG
Str 10/+0, 0 pt
Dex 20(22)/+6, 13 pt +1 level +2 race +2 belt
Con 14/+2, 5 pt
Int 12/+1, 2 pt
Wis 16/+3, 10 pt
Cha 12/+1, 2 pt

HD 6d8+1d6+21, hp 55

AC 22 (+6 Dex, +4 ninja AC bonus, +1 bracers, +1 deflection), touch 21, flat-footed not applicable

Attack shortsword +12 melee (1d6, crit 19-20/x2)
or shortsword +10/+10 melee (1d6, crit 19-20/x2)
or unarmed strike +11 melee (1d3, crit 20/x2)
or unarmed strike +9/+9 melee (1d3, crit 20/x2)

Sneak Attack +3d6, Sudden Strike +4d6

BAB +5, CMB +7, CMD 23; initiative +6, move 30'
Saves Fort +6, Reflex +13, Will +9

PF Ninja:
Ninja are proficient with all simple weapons, plus the kama, katana, kusarigama, nunchaku, sai, shortbow, short sword, shuriken, siangham, and wakizashi. They are proficient with light armor but not with shields.

The ninja’s class skills are Acrobatics (Dex), Appraise (Int), Bluff (Cha), Climb (Str), Craft (Int), Diplomacy (Cha), Disable Device (Dex), Disguise (Cha), Escape Artist (Dex), Intimidate (Cha), Knowledge (local) (Int), Knowledge (nobility) (Int), Linguistics (Int), Perception (Wis), Perform (Cha), Profession (Wis), Sense Motive (Wis), Sleight of Hand (Dex), Stealth (Dex), Swim (Str), and Use Magic Device (Cha).
Skill Ranks per Level: 8 + Int modifier, +1 human

Skills (ranks/total): Acrobatics 6/15 (17 to jump or tumble), Bluff 7/11, Climb 7/12, Disable Device 7/16, Disguise 6/12 (22 w/hat), Escape Artist 7/16, Perception 7/13, Sense Motive 7/13, Sleight of Hand 7/16 (21 w/gloves), Stealth 7/16

Poison use
Sneak attack +3d6

No Trace (Ex) +2: The DC to track a ninja using the Survival skill increases by +2. In addition, ninja training gives a +2 insight bonus on Disguise skill checks and on opposed Stealth checks whenever he is stationary and does not take any action for at least 1 round.

Uncanny Dodge (Ex): Cannot be caught flat-footed; does not lose Dexterity bonus to AC if the attacker is invisible.

Light Steps (Ex)
As a full-round action, can move up to twice speed, ignoring difficult terrain. While moving in this way, any surface will support him, no matter how much he weighs. This allows him to move across water, lava, or even the thinnest tree branches. He must end his move on a surface that can support him normally. He cannot move across air in this way, nor can he walk up walls or other vertical surfaces. When moving in this way, he does not take damage from surfaces or hazards that react to being touched, such as lava or caltrops, nor does he need to make Acrobatics checks to avoid falling on slippery or rough surfaces. Finally, when using light steps, the ninja ignores any mechanical traps that use a location-based trigger.

Ki Pool (Su): 6 pts = 1/2 ninja level + Charisma modifier +2 Extra Ki
As long as he has at least 1 point in his ki pool, he treats any Acrobatics skill check made to jump as if he had a running start. By spending 1 ki point, a ninja can make one additional attack at his highest attack bonus, but only when making a full attack. In addition, he can spend 1 point to increase his speed by 20 feet for 1 round. Finally, a ninja can spend 1 point from his ki pool to give himself a +4 insight bonus on Stealth checks for 1 round. Each of these powers is activated as a swift action. A ninja can gain additional powers that consume ki points by selecting certain ninja tricks. The ki pool is replenished each morning after 8 hours of rest or meditation; these hours do not need to be consecutive.

Ninja tricks:
2: Vanishing Trick (Su): As a swift action, the ninja can disappear for 1 round per level. This ability functions as invisibility. Using this ability uses up 1 ki point.
4: Sudden Disguise (Su): As a swift action, the ninja can change his appearance for 1 minute per level. This ability functions as disguise self. Each use of this ability uses up 1 ki point.
6: Darkvision (Su): Range of 60 feet, 1 hour. Using this trick is a standard action that costs 1 ki point.

PF Sorcerer: Harrow Bloodline
Twisted Fortune (Sp): At 1st level, you can use your supernatural insight to hijack the fortunes of a single target within 30 feet. For 1 round, the target becomes confused and cannot directly control its actions (Will negates DC 12). Once a creature has been affected by twisted fortune, it is immune to the ability’s effects for 24 hours. You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Cha modifier (4/day).

Spells/day: 4 1st
Spells known:
0th: acid splash, detect magic, light, message
1st: mage armor, shield

3.5 Ninja: +8 skill pts at level 7

AC Bonus (Ex): When unarmored and unencumbered, a ninja adds his Wisdom bonus to Armor Class. In addition, a ninja gains a +1 bonus to AC at 5th level. These bonuses to AC apply even against touch attacks or when a ninja is flat-footed. The character loses these bonuses when immobilized or helpless, when he wears any armor, when he carries a shield, or when he carries a medium or heavy load.

Sudden Strike (Ex): +4d6
Whenever a ninja's target is denied a Dexterity bonus to Armor Class (whether the target actually has a Dexterity bonus or not), the ninja deals an extra 3d6 points of damage.
This damage also applies to ranged attacks against targets up to 30 feet away. Creatures with concealment, creatures without discernible anatomies, and creatures immune to extra damage from critical hits are all immune to sudden strikes. A ninja can't make a sudden strike while striking the limbs of a creature whose vitals are out of reach.
A ninja can't use sudden strike to deliver nonlethal damage. Weapons capable of dealing only nonlethal damage don't deal extra damage when used as part of a sudden strike. The extra damage from the sudden strike ability stacks with the extra damage from sneak attack whenever both would apply to the same target.

Trapfinding (Ex): A ninja can use the Search skill to locate traps with a DC higher than 20, and can use Disable Device to bypass a trap or disarm magic traps.

Great Leap (Su): At 4th level and higher, a ninja always makes Jump checks as if he were running and had the Run feat, enabling him to make long jumps without a running start and granting a +4 bonus on the jump. This ability can be used only if he is wearing no armor and is carrying no more than a light load.

Acrobatics (Ex): Starting at 6th level, a ninja gains a +2 bonus on Climb, Jump, and Tumble checks.

Ki Power (Su): 8/day = one-half class level plus Wisdom bonus +2 Extra Ki
Ki powers can be used only if a ninja is wearing no armor and is unencumbered. As long as a ninja's ki pool isn't empty, he gains a +2 bonus on Will saves.

Ghost Step (Su): Starting at 2nd level, a ninja can spend one daily use of ki power to become invisible for 1 round. Using this ability is a swift action.

Ki Dodge (Su): When a ninja activates this ability, his outline shifts and wavers, granting concealment (20% miss chance) against all attacks for 1 round. Using this ability is a swift action that does not provoke attacks of opportunity. See invisibility has no effect on concealment granted by the ki dodge ability, but true seeing negates the miss chance. This concealment does not stack with that caused by other effects that grant concealment or by spells such as blink or displacement.

Speed Climb (Ex): A ninja of 7th level or higher can scramble up or down walls and slopes with great speed. He can climb at his speed as a move action with no penalty; however, he must begin and end the round on a horizontal surface (such as the ground or a rooftop). If he does not end his movement on a horizontal surface, he falls, taking falling damage as appropriate for his distance above the ground. A ninja needs only one free hand to use this ability. This ability can be used only if a ninja is wearing no armor and is carrying no more than a light load.

Feats:
H: Improved Unarmed Strike
1: Two-weapon fighting
3: Weapon Finesse
5: Extra Ki
7: [B] Eschew Materials, Practiced Spellcaster (+4 CL)

Equipment: 16k
belt of dexterity +2, 4k
bracers of armor +1, 1k
vest of resistance +2, 4k
ring of protection +1, 2k
gloves of larceny (+5 competence to Sleight of Hand), 2.5k
hat of disguise, 1.8k
Mwk shortsword (x2; 1d6p, crit 19-20), 620 gp
Kit, Rogue's: Price 50 gp; Weight 37 lbs.
This kit includes a backpack, a bedroll, a belt pouch, caltrops, chalk (10), a flint and steel, a grappling hook, an iron pot, a mess kit, a mirror, pitons (10), rope, soap, thieves' tools, torches (10), trail rations (5 days), and a waterskin.
30 gp

Ron Bishi is a young dark-haired man with oriental features, about 5' 6" tall.

Ron was recruited by the yakuza of Port Sannas at a young age due to his natural talents and became one of the most feared and powerful ninjas in town, famous for his many thefts and his defeat of a giant. However, as he matured he began to rethink the morality of his lifestyle, and he left the yakuza. He spent a little time in a monastary. Later he stole a fortune from the powerful Lord Kunra and used it to improve the town, but this proved his undoing, as he was caught and executed. Upon the Return, he was captured when looking around a rich-looking temple.

Ron peers cautiously at the door. This could be a trap ... but it doesn't make any sense.

He pads over near the door, picks up the scrap of paper, and reads any message it may contain.

[Ralasha]

Ron Bishi, human ninja // ninja 6, CG


Str 10/+0, 0 pt
Dex 20(22)/+6, 13 pt +1 level +2 race +2 belt
Con 14/+2, 5 pt
Int 12/+1, 2 pt
Wis 16/+3, 10 pt
Cha 12/+1, 2 pt

HD 6d8+18, hp 48

AC 22 (+6 Dex, +4 ninja AC bonus, +1 bracers, +1 deflection), touch 21, flat-footed not applicable

Attack shortsword +11 melee (1d6, crit 19-20/x2)
or shortsword +9/+9 melee (1d6, crit 19-20/x2)
or unarmed strike +10 melee (1d3, crit 20/x2)
or unarmed strike +8/+8 melee (1d3, crit 20/x2)

Sneak Attack +3d6, Sudden Strike +3d6

BAB +4, CMB +6, CMD 22; initiative +6, move 30'
Saves Fort +6, Reflex +13, Will +7

PF Ninja:
Ninja are proficient with all simple weapons, plus the kama, katana, kusarigama, nunchaku, sai, shortbow, short sword, shuriken, siangham, and wakizashi. They are proficient with light armor but not with shields.

The ninja’s class skills are Acrobatics (Dex), Appraise (Int), Bluff (Cha), Climb (Str), Craft (Int), Diplomacy (Cha), Disable Device (Dex), Disguise (Cha), Escape Artist (Dex), Intimidate (Cha), Knowledge (local) (Int), Knowledge (nobility) (Int), Linguistics (Int), Perception (Wis), Perform (Cha), Profession (Wis), Sense Motive (Wis), Sleight of Hand (Dex), Stealth (Dex), Swim (Str), and Use Magic Device (Cha).
Skill Ranks per Level: 8 + Int modifier, +1 human

Skills (ranks/total): Acrobatics 6/15 (17 to jump or tumble), Bluff 6/10, Climb 6/11, Disable Device 6/15, Disguise 6/12 (22 w/hat), Escape Artist 6/15, Perception 6/12, Sense Motive 6/12, Sleight of Hand 6/15 (20 w/gloves), Stealth 6/15

Poison use
Sneak attack +3d6

No Trace (Ex) +2: The DC to track a ninja using the Survival skill increases by +2. In addition, ninja training gives a +2 insight bonus on Disguise skill checks and on opposed Stealth checks whenever he is stationary and does not take any action for at least 1 round.

Uncanny Dodge (Ex): Cannot be caught flat-footed; does not lose Dexterity bonus to AC if the attacker is invisible.

Light Steps (Ex)
As a full-round action, can move up to twice speed, ignoring difficult terrain. While moving in this way, any surface will support him, no matter how much he weighs. This allows him to move across water, lava, or even the thinnest tree branches. He must end his move on a surface that can support him normally. He cannot move across air in this way, nor can he walk up walls or other vertical surfaces. When moving in this way, he does not take damage from surfaces or hazards that react to being touched, such as lava or caltrops, nor does he need to make Acrobatics checks to avoid falling on slippery or rough surfaces. Finally, when using light steps, the ninja ignores any mechanical traps that use a location-based trigger.

Ki Pool (Su): 6 pts = 1/2 ninja level + Charisma modifier +2 Extra Ki
As long as he has at least 1 point in his ki pool, he treats any Acrobatics skill check made to jump as if he had a running start. By spending 1 ki point, a ninja can make one additional attack at his highest attack bonus, but only when making a full attack. In addition, he can spend 1 point to increase his speed by 20 feet for 1 round. Finally, a ninja can spend 1 point from his ki pool to give himself a +4 insight bonus on Stealth checks for 1 round. Each of these powers is activated as a swift action. A ninja can gain additional powers that consume ki points by selecting certain ninja tricks. The ki pool is replenished each morning after 8 hours of rest or meditation; these hours do not need to be consecutive.

Ninja tricks:
2: Vanishing Trick (Su): As a swift action, the ninja can disappear for 1 round per level. This ability functions as invisibility. Using this ability uses up 1 ki point.
4: Sudden Disguise (Su): As a swift action, the ninja can change his appearance for 1 minute per level. This ability functions as disguise self. Each use of this ability uses up 1 ki point.
6: Darkvision (Su): Range of 60 feet, 1 hour. Using this trick is a standard action that costs 1 ki point.

3.5 Ninja:
AC Bonus (Ex): When unarmored and unencumbered, a ninja adds his Wisdom bonus to Armor Class. In addition, a ninja gains a +1 bonus to AC at 5th level. These bonuses to AC apply even against touch attacks or when a ninja is flat-footed. The character loses these bonuses when immobilized or helpless, when he wears any armor, when he carries a shield, or when he carries a medium or heavy load.

Sudden Strike (Ex): +3d6
Whenever a ninja's target is denied a Dexterity bonus to Armor Class (whether the target actually has a Dexterity bonus or not), the ninja deals an extra 3d6 points of damage.
This damage also applies to ranged attacks against targets up to 30 feet away. Creatures with concealment, creatures without discernible anatomies, and creatures immune to extra damage from critical hits are all immune to sudden strikes. A ninja can't make a sudden strike while striking the limbs of a creature whose vitals are out of reach.
A ninja can't use sudden strike to deliver nonlethal damage. Weapons capable of dealing only nonlethal damage don't deal extra damage when used as part of a sudden strike. The extra damage from the sudden strike ability stacks with the extra damage from sneak attack whenever both would apply to the same target.

Trapfinding (Ex): A ninja can use the Search skill to locate traps with a DC higher than 20, and can use Disable Device to bypass a trap or disarm magic traps.

Great Leap (Su): At 4th level and higher, a ninja always makes Jump checks as if he were running and had the Run feat, enabling him to make long jumps without a running start and granting a +4 bonus on the jump. This ability can be used only if he is wearing no armor and is carrying no more than a light load.

Acrobatics (Ex): Starting at 6th level, a ninja gains a +2 bonus on Climb, Jump, and Tumble checks.

Ki Power (Su): 8/day = one-half class level plus Wisdom bonus +2 Extra Ki
Ki powers can be used only if a ninja is wearing no armor and is unencumbered. As long as a ninja's ki pool isn't empty, he gains a +2 bonus on Will saves.

Ghost Step (Su): Starting at 2nd level, a ninja can spend one daily use of ki power to become invisible for 1 round. Using this ability is a swift action.

Ki Dodge (Su): When a ninja activates this ability, his outline shifts and wavers, granting concealment (20% miss chance) against all attacks for 1 round. Using this ability is a swift action that does not provoke attacks of opportunity. See invisibility has no effect on concealment granted by the ki dodge ability, but true seeing negates the miss chance. This concealment does not stack with that caused by other effects that grant concealment or by spells such as blink or displacement.

Feats:
H: Improved Unarmed Strike
1: Two-weapon fighting
3: Weapon Finesse
5: Extra Ki

Equipment: 16k
belt of dexterity +2, 4k
bracers of armor +1, 1k
vest of resistance +2, 4k
ring of protection +1, 2k
gloves of larceny (+5 competence to Sleight of Hand), 2.5k
hat of disguise, 1.8k
Mwk shortsword (x2; 1d6p, crit 19-20), 620 gp
Kit, Rogue's: Price 50 gp; Weight 37 lbs.
This kit includes a backpack, a bedroll, a belt pouch, caltrops, chalk (10), a flint and steel, a grappling hook, an iron pot, a mess kit, a mirror, pitons (10), rope, soap, thieves' tools, torches (10), trail rations (5 days), and a waterskin.
30 gp

Ron Bishi is a young dark-haired man with oriental features, about 5' 6" tall.

Ron was recruited by the yakuza of Port Sannas at a young age due to his natural talents and became one of the most feared and powerful ninjas in town, famous for his many thefts and his defeat of a giant. However, as he matured he began to rethink the morality of his lifestyle, and he left the yakuza. He spent a little time in a monastary. Later he stole a fortune from the powerful Lord Kunra and used it to improve the town, but this proved his undoing, as he was caught and executed. Upon the Return, he was captured when looking around a rich-looking temple.

Ron peers cautiously at the door. This could be a trap ... but it doesn't make any sense.

He pads over near the door, picks up the scrap of paper, and reads any message it may contain.

Atop of the letter is a caricature of a jester smiling madly, the letter reads as follows:
It is a nice temple, isn't it?

Left, straight two corners, left one, door.
Right, three corners, left door, down two, right turn, forward two, up one, left door, exit. South landing, three hours. Skiff.

-Ol'Damar


Please add Race, Class, Level, and other basic vitals to the top of the Stats sheet.

Feel free to add a notes spoiler, as you may occasionally need them for quick references to details.

[kinem]

It seems that someone is recruiting me for a job ... or wants me to think so. It's a risk, but I'll do as asked - it's the only way to find out for sure what this is about.

Before going anywhere, Ron checks the footlocker just in case there is anything useful inside.

[Ralasha]

Everything aside from any obvious weapons which you had on your person, and a few changes of clothing, grooming supplies, the like.

A small tin of tiny, hard, sweet flat-breads made with strange seasonings (cookies).

A telescopic cup, and a basic mess kit (knife, spoon, fork, bowl, plate).

Your weapons are being stored in the guardroom, you, like other prisoners are allowed to handle them for maintenance purposes, though always under guard, by guard I mean by people with alchemical substances and crossbows.

[kinem]

Huh. I would have expected them to confiscate my stuff.

Ron dons his gear and gathers everything that seems to be of use - including the everburning torch, which he covers, and heads out.

Using his magic hat, he disguises himself as a guard.

He then attempts to sneak out. Though otherwise following the paper's instructions, he attempts to stop by the guardroom to get his weapons without being seen - though if it's occupied, he may yet decide not to try it.

ooc: Disguise [roll0]; stealth [roll1]

[Ralasha]

Two guards currently repose within the room on a two-level bunk. One snores, the other is reading.

As you look into the room through the cracked door, you hear footsteps ascending a nearby stair, conversation floats upwards. (Perception check to attempt to identify both distance and words. They may be turning off on another level after all.)

((They would have taken your things, if they believed magic to be real. This is actually an island off of the coast of an island a distance from the continent in the main campaign. It occurs at a different time than the primary incarnation, at a different location, for different reasons. Aside from a few things, they have for the most part been unaffected by the alterations to their reality here.))

[kinem]

Perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

They appear to be talking about some 'magister' having just arrived to inspect and or confirm whether or not any of the objects in the possession of the guests are indeed 'magical' the word magical is dripping with derogatory sarcasm.

The people in question are bringing up the meals, they are heading to the quarters on the level below. Your level is next, most likely being brought by different set of kitchen staff. You should hurry.

The snoring in the guard room stops and the guard rolls off of the top bunk, then heads over to one of the two other doors in the room.

[kinem]

Ron waits for the guard to leave, then enters the room shortly thereafter, still disguised as a guard. He waves a greeting to the remaining guard and begins inspecting the weapons.

[Ralasha]

The guard, currently reading gives you a cursory glance. The other room is partially open. You can hear the other guard relieving himself through the crack in the door.

He grunts at your explanation, "Probably last chance to have a look and see. Some supposed artificer is coming by later. Simple tests have proven some of them have abilities. Probably enemy tech we've not heard of yet. Egads, running water was ours alone on this island till some artificer calling himself an 'engineer' came around..." He spits dryly on the floor.

[kinem]

Ron tells the guard "Huh. Crazy. Well in that case, I'll borrow these two for a quick show and tell. Unusual workmanship, you know."

He picks up two well-made short swords, which happen to be the ones taken from the prisoner Ron Bishi, and heads out the door.

[Ralasha]

"No, sorry. That artificer guy is supposed to be by soon."

[kinem]

Ron says "Don't worry, I'll be quick" and continues out the door with the weapons.

[Ralasha]

You hear him getting up, "It's my ass you know?"

[kinem]

True to his word - in a manner of speaking - Ron is quick, to head downstairs and out that is.

[Ralasha]

I assume you are following the written directions? From what starting point?

[kinem]

Ron will attempt to follow the remainder of the path indicated by the directions assuming they were written with his cell as the starting point, but won't return there unless necessary to do so.

[Ralasha]

Excellent. The first set of directions, from your cell door, lead you to another cell. It has an occupant, who seems to be waiting for you.

[kinem]

Confused, and still disguised as a guard, Ron looks over the other prisoner and asks "Who are you?"

[Ralasha]

Confused, and still disguised as a guard, Ron looks over the other prisoner and asks "Who are you?"

((I'm Luke Skywalker... Or not.))

"Ithira. Now let me out." She opens the door. "Thankyou, shall we?"

[kinem]

"Ah ... Surely. Don't forget to take your things from the chest if you haven't already." Ron leads on as per the note.

[Ralasha]

Ithira follows, though her image fades quickly. (perception check if you want to know where she is. Spellcraft(trained) if you want to know how she did it.)

[kinem]

ooc: perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

Her footsteps though quiet are not quite silent, you can barely distinguish the whisper of her feet padding upon the floor just behind you and a little to one side.

Guard patrols are more frequent on the lower levels where the real prisoners are kept, presumably because in the case of the 'dangerous' ones running amok, they wouldn't be likely to pass by those that seem relatively peaceful in comparison (The adventurers).

As you follow the directions, coming from one of the stairwells along your path you are halted by a patrol. The man at the front, slightly grizzled and lacking a helmet unlike those of apparently lower rank speaks, "Halt and identify yourself. Prepare for inspection, issue forth your papers."

[kinem]

Ron, disguised as a guard, replies "Listen! It seems that some of the prisoners are escaping! Ron and Ithira are gone from their cells! We need to check the area outside right now before they get away!"

[Ralasha]

"Your papers, now. I'm sure if they escaped they'll be found. But since no alarms have sounded...." He's cut off by the sound of alarms. They must have begun checking their guests equipment for magic, and noticed you were missing.


An odd roaring noise comes from upstairs, and reverberates through the halls. Perhaps it wasn't you missing that caused the alarm after all...

The guards quickly rush past you heading upstairs. A horn blasts a pattern, and more guards rush past in the direction you were heading.

[kinem]

"This could be a distraction. What now of the exits? I'll check that out" Ron says, and resumes his original course.

[Ralasha]

"This could be a distraction. What now of the exits? I'll check that out" Ron says, and resumes his original course.

[roll0]

Your companion somehow manages to keep up as you rush alongside the other guards towards the exit... rather remarkably without bumping into anyone.

As you make your way into daylight you find yourself on a wall with a parapet, facing the outward body of water between the local islands and one of the continents farther off to the north.

The guards appear to be taking positions. You see unnaturally heavy fog covering the water below, and whatever wind is likely to exist in such a place appears to have died. (perception check)
There are the tips of masts peaking above the fog, one would tend to think it happens when the bow reaches the peak of a wave... Invaders?

An alarm sounds once more from higher in the fortress.

There does not appear to be any means of egress from this section of the wall, which curves around an interior training yard, and slopes gradually downwards towards the other end, keeping level with the ground below. The guards not recognizing you pay you no heed aside from occasional greetings. (Perception check)
A tightness about the guards' faces belies their worry, and the apparent severity of the situation. The gabble that can be caught suggests this is an unusual circumstance.

Perception Check: DC 10
A somewhat large man leaps from higher in the fortress to a lower section of roofing, and can be seen continuing this pattern until at least he leaps into the water with a loud shout. At least now you know the source of the roaring.
DC 15
His clothing appears torn, and his armor is visible beneath, chain of some kind. A shield is strapped to his back, along with a too large hammer.
DC 20
He appears to be a Goliath, small cuts apparently bled out into his clothing, he is wounded.

Total number of Perception Checks: 3

[kinem]

ooc:
Perception [roll0]
Perception [roll1]
Perception [roll2]

Ron looks for a place to hide and for a way to get to the south landing as advised in the note.

He asks a nearby guard "Do you know what's going on?"

[Ralasha]

ooc:
Perception [roll0]
Perception [roll1]
Perception [roll2]

Ron looks for a place to hide and for a way to get to the south landing as advised in the note.

He asks a nearby guard "Do you know what's going on?"

The soldier in question turns from watching the man leap into the surf to face you. "How in the blazes would I? Giants leaping into the ocean, strange and foreign ships coming up to shore, weirdos doing magic... magic. I thought that crap as just fantasy!" He turns and points out into the fog, "And some berk out there keeps saying the same thing over and over. Woo Dan! Whatever the hell that's supposed to mean. As if this creepy ass fog wasn't enough!"

An arrow comes out of the fog and sticks to the wall a few feet away, luckily the wall is crenelated, or someone would have been ventilated, followed shortly by cauterized. "What in the name of Antonius?!"

Cheers are heard from in the water, in a strange and harsh tongue. Off on the side the giant jumped in, shouts are heard, followed by a loud crack, then the groaning of wood... then a splash, followed by the quieter noises of men abandoning ship.

((If you'd been a warrior it would be a mage, if you had been a mage it would be a holy type, if you had been a holy type, it would be a rogue. And each one plays out differently, with one NPC escapee per party member.))

[kinem]

"Without a bow, I'm of more use elsewhere. Good luck to you" he tells the soldier.

Ron heads inside to look for a better hiding place.

ooc: Perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

There are what appear to be ventilation ducts built into the walls at regular intervals, presumably to prevent the air from becoming stagnant within the interior, while also assisting in maintaining a regular temperature.

A number of doors line the hall. A circular stairwell leading both upwards and down can be seen just inside from the wall.

[kinem]

Once he's inside and seems to have some privacy he'll ask his invisible companion - in part as a way to find out if she's still with him - "Do you have any ideas on what to do at this point?"

If there's no reply, he'll try some of the doors to see if they open.

[Ralasha]

"Try to make it to the landing, perhaps? Once we're off of this rock we don't have to worry about whatever else is going on. Besides, I think that will likely be the safest area with the highest concentration of guards... And I can't remain invisible much longer for today."

[kinem]

"Hmm. Having a lot of guards around sounds like danger to me. When you become visible I can say I'm taking you somewhere, but that won't hold much water if we're not on the move.

I don't know who the attackers in the ships are, and neither do the guards it seems. Maybe they'll be friendly to us, maybe not.

Still, I guess heading downstairs and trying to find out more is better than waiting around to be found."

He'll head downstairs unless she has more to add.

[Ralasha]

"Say that due to my cooperation you have been ordered to evacuate me until safety on the island is confirmed." You're rather sure you hear a verbal shrug.

[kinem]

"All right. Exactly when will you become visible? It'd be awkward to have that happen while someone is watching."

[Ralasha]

"I haven't exactly been counting..." She fades into sight, and shrugs ruefully... "About now I guess."

[kinem]

"Just in case it comes up ... What other talents do you have? As for myself, I can be sneaky, and know how to hurt a distracted opponent. To that end I can make myself invisible but just for a short time. I can pick locks or pockets. This guard disguise comes from my hat."

[Ralasha]

"Just in case it comes up ... What other talents do you have? As for myself, I can be sneaky, and know how to hurt a distracted opponent. To that end I can make myself invisible but just for a short time. I can pick locks or pockets. This guard disguise comes from my hat."

"Oh, this and that... I'm a sorceress, assuming you know what that is... I specialized in theft, and escape." She smirks. "When you can cast spells silently without moving and with no need for materials it tends to confuse others if your manacles just seemingly open on their own. I can probably do a few things in a fight, but please don't expect too much, m'kay? I can go invisible again, but it won't last any longer than the last one... maybe ten minutes? It will also limit future options to some degree."

[kinem]

"Theft, eh? Good to know. Interesting. Kind of my specialty as well. All right, let's go."

Ron heads down the stairs.

[Ralasha]

The sound of softly padding feet quickly resounds from behind, as the Sorceress shadows you.

[kinem]

Ron proceeds downstairs as far as possible then looks out from the stairwell to see what's there.

[Ralasha]

The stairs proceed down several floors, you see stone walls, and hear the surf. You appear to be beneath the water's surface. The footsteps stopped following you some time ago.

[kinem]

ooc: No, if she stopped following him he wouldn't just proceed without looking to see where she is. He will stay with her.

[Ralasha]

You move back a short ways to where you last heard her, and see a window looking towards the far shore. The dock appears to be set upon a landing just outside, the fog is slowly spreading in this direction, though you appear to be ahead of it for the moment.

The door on the interior of the landing opens, and stays the way, a short knock on the door alerts you, and turning you see no one standing there, though there is a curved corridor. "Perhaps this way?"

[kinem]

"Perhaps." Ron heads out that way.

[Ralasha]

The hall you enter appears to be all of one piece of stone, and far older the halls above.

A mixture of red, white, and black marble seem randomly disbursed until one notices the delicate golden hued tracings seemingly naturally formed, making symbols and patterns that cause your mind to feel swollen, as though some hidden knowledge were waiting there to engulf your psyche.

They shift and swirl slightly to your eyes, though you know they cannot and are not doing so. Something arcane is at work here, and obviously quite ancient.

You notice a small piece of paper on the floor, glimmering slightly as though to attract your attention. As you read the words it says, 'go left'. the peice of paper fades almost immediately upon being read.

[kinem]

"Something tells me we should go left" Ron says, and turns to go that way.

Whoa! Very interesting ... old magic, and new.

ooc: Perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

You head a short distance towards the southern end of the hall, and through another door. You find yourself in a moderately sized, rather normal looking room, aside from it being made of the same type of stone as the previous passageway. An opening lies to the east leading outside, through which you can hear the surf, and smell the tang of saltwater. A stairwell leads upwards to the west. On the other side of the room about twelve feet away is another door.

[kinem]

Ron goes to the door which leads outside and sees what's out there.

[Ralasha]

A storehouse and a path leading towards the dock.

[kinem]

Ron checks out the dock.

ooc: Any ships there? Is the woman still with him?

[Ralasha]

There appears to be a skiff, a man in robes stands staring at the fog and mumbling to himself amidst the soldiers. Those other than he appear nervous.

ooc: She is still with you... you think.

Other note: I apologize for any stuttering apparent in the narrative. I am trying to mentally overcome a hurdle at the moment presented by the decrease in party size. I think I have it puzzled out though.

IC: The fog finally begins to dissipate as you make your way outside, unlike natural fog however it seems to shrink inwards rather than boil away in the sunlight. From within the fog you hear an unnaturally clear voice raising an incantation. At odds with all probable logic it seems to call out to a variety of draconic deities, Bahamut and his allies, followed by Ao, then Tiamat and hers. The final distinguishable title called sounds similar to jore'goo'mahn le'vee'ethan. On the second chant the bay begins to bear slightly larger waves than it had, small crests appearing along the shore of the island.

The man in robes appears highly startled, and begins hurrying in your direction, towards the entrance to the fortress.

OOC:
The doll bears a terrible curse. But it comes with a free frogurt, which is what I call frozen yogurt. The yogurt is also cursed, but it comes with your choice of sprinkles. The sprinkles contain potassium benzoate.

[kinem]

Ron hails the man in robes. "Hi! Do you know what is going on here? What stirs in the sea?"

ooc: I'm travelling for the next week, posting from my cell phone.

[Ralasha]

Ooc: Okidoky. Want me to make any rolls needed?

The man talks as he approaches. "They appear to be calling upon 'the Leviathans'. Its very exciting, though i would rather be watching from a distance." He looks back at the fog. "A ritual, i think. I'm the only mage i'm aware of in this area, and i'm only capable of first circle magic. Did you know someone is following you?"

[kinem]

"Yes. I take it that we are in immediate danger near or on the water. Mage, let us go somewhere we can speak safely, and perhaps we could help each other" Ron tells him.

[Ralasha]

He continues walking through the entrance, he appears more excited than nervous, like a wizard in a library or s child in their first candy store, his words and demeanor are energetic, spritely, and full of excitement; they come out in a rush, "I've no idea at all, really. The Leviathan is or are only referenced on occasion and only in a select few of the scraps recovered from either during or before The Gloom. Even then the materials are quite badly damaged. Though my understanding is The Leviathan is or are something akin to a planar anchor. Like living a living embodiment of some elemental or primal force. I've never seen a Halfling before, this is all very exciting!" (If you've ever seen someone geeking out, this is that. He's a true intellectual with an unending thirst for any and all knowledge, and he's seeing things that to his knowledge no one has seen in a very very long time.)

[kinem]

Ron tells him "Yes, it's exciting. As is much else right now! Do you know who was casting the spell? I mean, is he with the invaders who sailed here? And, who are they?"

[Ralasha]

"How should I know?"

He hurries back the way you came towards the wall protecting the courtyard. "What I do know, is that whatever spell created that fog is no longer being sustained, but the fog remains. And the amount of magic coming off of the water outside is ridiculous. It's no summoning ritual though, I can tell you that much. Did you know most of these backwater inbred imbeciles don't even believe in magic? When I use it they assume it's all mist and mirror, or parlor tricks!"

The castle is hit by a tremor. "Well! That's also exciting! I wonder what spell that was... If only I had spent more of my youth delving into tombs, rather than in libraries with bits and pieces and tiny scraps having to be scraped together to learn the basics of the arcane arts... Stupid savages."

[kinem]

Ooc: I've been very busy this week. I'll post next week if not before.

[Ralasha]

Ooc: Understood.

[kinem]

Ron inquires of his unseen companion "You no doubt know more about magic than I do. Do you know what is happening? I'm not sure if it's safe to go out there or to remain inside."

[Ralasha]

Ron inquires of his unseen companion "You no doubt know more about magic than I do. Do you know what is happening? I'm not sure if it's safe to go out there or to remain inside."

"Even in my days the Leviathans were only summoned once. It was considered idiocy, foolishness in the supreme. This ritual spell appears to be summoning only one. The Leviathans summoned together destroyed nearly an entire archipelago, a ring of islands, not a small ring either. A pity, they had some of the most amazing foods there, and some wonderful coral jewelry. It would probably be safest to go out, get in the boat, and flee, rather than remain here. Though I cannot guarantee we would get very far for so long as that individual outside is around to summon it again."

[kinem]

"Well then, let's try to find a boat out in that fog.

Perhaps a prison guard disguise is no longer a good idea, as that summoner seems to have it in for this place."

Ron uses his magic hat to change his disguise to that of a civilian, though it's still not his true appearance, then heads back out.

[Ralasha]

You disguise yourself as s peasant from your own times.

The fod has for the most part abated. Though it lingers still upon the decks of the vessels.

[kinem]

Ron looks for a suitable ship and tries to sneak aboard with Ithira.

ooc: Perception [roll0], Stealth [roll1]

[Ralasha]

There is only one ship near enough without swimming, which is not already presumably manned by hostiles...

The one tied at the quay.

[kinem]

ooc: How big is that ship? Could Ron & Ithira sail it? Is anyone else on board it?

[Ralasha]

It's a small cargo vessel, about the equivalent of two large side along buses in deck space. It has a single main mast, and two smaller secondaries, similar to a bireme.

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The crew is aboard, making ready to vacate the island... hurriedly.

If one of you has Profession Sailor, you might be able to sail it... alas.

[kinem]

"Looks like our best bet, Ithira."

Unless she objects, Ron decides to stow away first and ask questions later.

[Ralasha]

As you make your way aboard a few of the crew watching seem to fall into a dazed stupor, their conversations lulling momentarily.

Where do you attempt to hide?

"I hadn't thought of that." The scholar is apparently tagging along. (I rolled his reaction... He followed.) "That would mean... Ah, I see, a sphere of magic I am unfamiliar with, which affects the mind."

Another voice a bit further ahead, coming from a bit farther down, with no one noticeably there... "Unless you're going to make us legitimate passengers, could you please be silent before we're caught?"

[kinem]

If there are crates or the like available on deck, Ron attempts to hide behind them, or whatever else is at hand. If he seems to do so without being seen, he changes his disguise to match the way the sailors are dressed.

[Ralasha]

OOC: Considering that on a small vessel all of the crew are likely to know each other dressed/naked/in drag... I hope you can make a DC 50 bluff check. But lets run with it, it may prove hilarious.

You hide behind a crate and change your appearance. What do you do now?

[kinem]

ooc: Ron isn't trying to disguise himself as a member of the crew, just as someone who is of the same culture as them.

If he appears to remain unnoticed, he'll wait while the crew sail away from the island.

[Ralasha]

Roll it please.

We'll start with Knowledge History (Age of Man), Knowledge Local (Tunnocellum), or Wisdom (to remember what people wore in the town) followed by Bluff (to mimic it), or Disguise (to disguise). The hat may make it easier (+10 bonus), but that doesn't mean details won't be wrong. There being one skill to rule them all has always been rather silly to me. If this bothers you, so be it.

[kinem]

ooc:
Wisdom [roll0]
Disguise [roll1]

[Ralasha]

ooc:
Wisdom [roll0]
Disguise [roll1]

Congrats on the natural twenty. You're fairly certain you are dressed like one of the standard town-dwelling bumpkins from around here.

[kinem]

From behind the crate, Ron watches to see what the scholar does and how the sailors react.

[Ralasha]

The scholar stands there, the sailors notice him but continue preparing to make way. If they think anything is odd, they seem to be more concerned with leaving the island.

A few minutes later a lurch is felt as the boat backs under oars.

[roll0]

[kinem]

Ron continues to watch from his concealed location. If the ship gets safely to open water, he'll reveal himself then.

[Ralasha]

The trading cog turns, it's stern pointed away from the fog, the sails are lowered, and the sweeps urge the vessel to canter as it begins moving forward.

[kinem]

Ron tries to see what he can from where he is. As noted, he continues to watch and wait.

perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

You see crew members rushing about, tacking things down, tightening cords and ropes, relaying instructions. One of them winks in your direction before continuing out of sight.

[kinem]

Seeing that he's been spotted, Ron emerges from his spot and walks over to the scholar.

"Do you know these sailors?"

[Ralasha]

"It is a small world but no, I only know the captain. These are however the same men which brought me to the island. So I would not declare that I am unacquainted with them. Who was the man that winked at you by the way? I've not seen him before."

[kinem]

Ron replies "I don't know him, he was just letting me know that I'd been spotted I guess.

Who is the captain, then? A good man I trust? And where did you come from?"

[Ralasha]

He pauses and blinks a moment. "Mmm, The captain seems decent. He has morals and some semblance of honor... I think. He treats his crew well in any case." He tilts his head to one side, "I came from Camuldinium, obviously... Wait, no... not obvious, obviously. Else you'd not have asked... I suppose that that in and of it's self ought to be self-evident. I was born in Windowesmir, a small, sad little hamlet, surrounded by a bog..." He grimaces, "It smelled terribly."

[kinem]

"Well, I'm not from around here, at all. Would you mind giving me a brief overview of the geography and politics in these parts?"

[Ralasha]

"I'm afraid I cannot be much in the way of assistance in that regard. I spend the majority of my time with my nose in books." he clears his throat with slight embarrassment. "Let us see... Geography... You have the mountains which stretch roughly north to south, curving in one direction, towards the sea, to the north, and in the other to the south where it forks. Along the middle of the mountain chain in either direction is a roughly flat surface often used as a highway, because the peaks to either side grant better shelter against whatever inclement weather comes from either the plains or the sea... You can huddle against a rock to shelter from wind, but you cannot huddle against grass to stave the rain... There are... three passes from one side to the other I believe, one to the south near the fork, one a few dozen miles north of the fork, and one a few dozen miles north of the city.

To the south nestled within the fork is Camuldinium, Beyond the mountains, directly is a moor. Just to the south of this, slightly beyond the reach of the mountains are the Bierwoods, Towards this side of the island from those woods are some rocky shores, and rolling plains which are home to many farms.

To the north of the mountains chain, and surrounding a large portion of said mountains are the uninhabited regions."

He stops speaking, shakes his head to clear the mental imagery at work in his description. "Politically... I haven't the foggiest. Communications are not what they once were, most of the cities and forts have had to pull their patrols in a bit more tightly in order to avoid loosing men. Gilchester to the south apparently has taken a rather... odd outlook on the 'adventuring community' and endorses their actions... which appear to accomplish little or nothing. This city here appears to detain most of those types for their own safety, the capital mostly just ignores them."

[kinem]

"Thanks. It sounds like Gilchester or the capital would be good places to head to, then. You may not see yourself as an adventurer, but if you want to learn more magic, you would do well to hang around them, seeing how far local knowledge about it has fallen. I'm Ron, by the way."

He looks for a crewman who seems to have a moment to talk. If he finds one he says "Hello. I'm Ron. Thanks for the ride. Where are we going?"

[Ralasha]

"No... I mean the people from this day that try to act like some folks out of legend. There's just one particular issue.

In my experiments and examinations, I have noted a rather distinct lack in any innate magic in most of the population. Which leads me to a rather peculiar hypothesis. The minds and bodies which allowed such herculean feats of body and mind in legend... are for the majority of the modern population... unobtainable.

I myself am hardly an exception, as I have hardly been able to scratch the surface of the potential of the arcane arts. The innate magical component is, within myself, I therefor believe, insufficient. I could no more lift rocks until able to hurl boulders, than any other man is likely able to gain such profound understanding of the fundamental laws of the universe as to toy with time like a plaything... Yet Hasloth or Anarliar are two such mythical examples of individuals purportedly capable of such feats. Hasloth, of such supreme physical might, that he is said to have been capable of walking through wrought iron gates as though out for a morning stroll, and Anarliar, supposedly capable of bending time to such an extent as to be capable of occupying two individual places simultaneously.

The issue at play is that flesh is not able to sustain such forces without incurring severe damage, and the mind is incapable of supporting such a vast and expansive knowledge base. A Hasloth born today would likely powder his own bones when walking, and an Anarliar would most likely be little better than myself. The component which would allow such feats, being unknown to my person, is therefor referred to, and theorized to be, by my person... a distinct and differentiating lack of innate magical potential when compared to ages past."

The sailor grunts "Shore. And way from that fog." He doesn't stop though.

A scream is heard, and a man-thing goes hurling out from within the fog. Loud laughter is heard, followed by the cracking of wood.

[kinem]

Ron tells the scholar "I don't know why things changed, if they did, but it seems they are changing still. But answers, if any, are out there ... not in your books. Hey ... Your name?"

But soon he has other things to deal with. If it appears that the ship is being boarded by hostiles, he draws his swords and prepares to help repel the attackers.

[Ralasha]

"My name? It is Garrick." he watches the man sail through the air into the water, from the fog. He sighs, "Hurling boulders... Or in this case men. Might that be one of your comrades hurling them about like so many pebbles?"

[kinem]

Ron relaxes a bit as it seems the ship is not under attack, at least for the moment.

"Not at all, my only comrades are the people on this ship."

[Ralasha]

"Well, I suppose the individual may be an aberration... As I was saying,"

He turns and watches as the ship begins moving towards the coast proper.

"The island, while somewhat larger than the average, is not quite continental to my understanding. It is instead three or four areas of disparity in geological makeup. Plains in the larger southern region, rolling hill to the west of the mountains. To the north of the mountains are a series of well-worn canyons, though oddly somewhat... dry-ish... It has few rivers but many small lakes, mostly composed of fresh water. Along the borders of the southern perimeter of the island, the shores are primarily composed of tall and rather sheer cliffs, though I suppose that is true of it's entirety. It has several peninsulas. Along the edges of the plains are the... majority of the 'wetlands' as some would call them. Mires and Bogs are the term I prefer. There are some among the hills to the west also. Rivers are not scarce here, nor were trees at one time, from what I have seen of relatively ancient maps. The oldest of which appears to show the land as nearly entirely forested, though I do not presume too much upon it's accuracy. As to from whence the water in the rivers comes... Mainly from springs... but I suppose I am now moving at least slightly off of the topic."

The chanting stops a moment, and another scream is heard, followed by another crash... the chanting resumes, though it now sounds slightly hurried. The water begins to churn.

If you look, you will notice the men on the walls are now firing into the wisps that remain of the once nigh impenetrable fog.

[kinem]

Ron tries to see what's in the fog.

ooc: Perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

You see many low-lying boats of a medium-length and shallow design, with strangely designed hulls. Each has two masts, and a string a circular shields along the sides for deflecting missiles, which they are doing an adequate job of.

Aboard the ships are slightly larger than normal human(?) men and women in hides, chain or scale armor, some with a few pieces of plate armor here or there.

Each carries a shield, a sword, spear and an axe. The swords and axes appear slightly larger than most would be comfortable with, while the spears appear designed both for stopping a charge, and for being thrown.

Men in robes are found aboard each vessel. One to each ship. These must be the men chanting, though there are only seven of them left.

The remains of three vessels are slowly sinking, while men swim out from them towards the other ships.

One man, a Goliath by the look of him, is climbing yet another, his body is peppered in cuts. He is armored in Chainmail of an odd black coloration (Adamantine). Though the armor appears to more closely resemble a vest, and leggings which cover his upper legs alone. His fore-arms are girded with bracers, and his lower legs are concealed beneath sabatons and greaves.

He has very short black hair (almost like a shaved head), and pebbly skin. His fingers dig into the hull for purchase.

(Hardness 8, for wood, so... roll 1d20 strength check (to hold on as you hit the side of the ship)... Then unarmed attack damage (damage must beat hardness), then a climb check... and you're climbing a wooden vessel...)

[kinem]

The muscular but weary and bloodied goliath struggles to stay above the sea.

ooc: strength [roll0]+?
damage [roll1]+?
climb [roll2]+?

Am I temporarily running the goliath? Is Ron suddenly him? Not sure what's going on.

[Ralasha]

I run with wonky mechanics, so I was explaining them for future reference.

Ron is Ron, if you would like tyo run the Goliath the character-sheet will contain spoilers.

[kinem]

ooc: OK, understood.

Ron watches to see what happens with the goliath and the others in the fog, but as he seems safe for now, he has no intention of getting further involved.

[Ralasha]

The Goliath makes it onto the deck, crouching low, and as the crew begin fishing people out of the water the Goliath makes his (not-so) subtle way over to the mast, and begins pulling on it.

You hear a loud groan coming from the ship in question, followed by a loud crack as the mast splinters. One of the crew rush up to him, only to be struck with a section of the deck that came up from the shifting of the mast's weight, as the Goliath uses it as a handy weapon. The then begins to run for the side of the boat nearest the next. A few arrows strike him, but fail to penetrate deeply enough to remain in his hide.

[kinem]

Ron continues to watch and wait.

ooc: Not sure what else there is to do at this point. Perhaps a fast forward is in order?

[Ralasha]

Terrorists are bringing an atomic bomb into your hotel, you decide to go outside and walk in the other direction... One man is fighting to stop them.

Fast Forward it is!

The boat makes it approximately halfway across the bay when you notice the churning has stopped. The water becomes unnaturally still, the wind dies, and you notice that any birds that may once have been nearby have long since vanished.

Ahead of the boat, towards the shore, a large serpentine tail rises from the waves, crashing upon the town, a roar is heard from the direction of the fortress, and there you see a monstrously huge head, like that of some cross of snake, dragon and eel of unimaginable proportions, rise from the depths on the other side of the smaller island, nearly matching the fortress in size. It strikes the fortress, and great waves issue forth from the impact. The tail, meanwhile behind you, has swept the city from the surface into the waters. Screams can be heard, cries for help. The boats seen fleeing are quickly crushed beneath the bulk of it's singular, finned appendage.

What boats remain of the invading force have left some time ago, on towards to their next target.

The serpent then turns it's gaze on you, and you sense a malicious, malevolent, and sadistic glee, The last thing you notice, is the sudden absence of sunlight, as the tip of the tail strikes you vessel, crushing you against the water with such awesome force, as to have been a mountain, with you standing astride another.

The sailor is standing, where-ever this is. The one that winked. Staring at you balefully. "What good is a temple if you cannot steal it's trinkets?"

[kinem]

I didn't have any other option. Ron didn't catch sight of whoever was doing the summoning until he was already on a boat heading away, and he's not much of a swimmer (+0) for rough water. It seems highly unlikely that he could have taken out the 7 casters and their guards singlehandedly. Also he didn't know what the spell would really do, or whether the fortress prison he escaped from was any more of a good or evil force than the raiders. Even if he could have convinced the crew to turn back and fight, which seems rather unlikely, he had no reason to think it would amount to anything other than making them die needlessly.

Ron looks at the 'sailor'. "Some would find another use for it, I'm sure.

That was the second time I ... died. Who are you?"

[Ralasha]

I don't do 'impossible, no win situations' excepting in games where that is the point... such as a zombie apocalypse rpg, or Call of Cthulu. Please do note however, that I allow cleverness and 'outside of the box' (the box being the rules) approaches to solutions. Find oil, soak your clothes, buoyancy. Waterskins filled with only air, buoyancy. Options always exist. This somehow seems to frustrate my players endlessly. Because it is applicable to any and all situations. If you cannot see where someone is, this does not mean you cannot locate them. Your eyes are the most misleading of your senses in reality. They are also the most depended upon, by most, for little reason. It takes only a little training of ones self to hone the others into useful tools, and unfortunately time consuming, but rewarding task. If one learns to listen, you can hear a car coming from behind you, without needing to look. Tires on pavement are very loud, you just grow used to the noise, and learn to tune it out.

His baleful stare turns to a lopsided grin rather swiftly. "Watching that was entertaining. Though I hadn't expected anyone to remember that incantation. I suppose the joke was on me... and you... and everybody else obviously. Of course, the muscle-headed fool couldn't be bothered to assist his own selected champion. Oh no, he must do or die by his own merits. Did a fair job though... You know, before he fell unconscious, and was thrown overboard."

"Me? I'm the reason you're... here. The reason you got out of that prison. You can call me Ol' Damar. At least until you get the joke... Which I suppose will also explain the reason. Let us say... for frame of reference... I am the Champion of Tricks, Jokes, and 'finding things' of your own, in other people's pockets." He giggles, a sound nobody sane should ever make. "And you, you are a warrior, and a thief, and a sneak, and a liar, and a failure. How many people have 'died twice'? Especially so quickly?" He shakes his head, "Shame" He starts wagging a finger at you, "For shame!" He giggles again.

"How about a riddle? I am worshiped by all, but have no temple, without me you are dead, with me you are vulnerable. What am I?"

[kinem]

Find oil, soak your clothes, buoyancy.

What makes you think that would work? Because oil is slightly (8%) lighter than water? The effect would be negligible at best. You'd be better off taking your clothing and gear off, retaining only what you need for modesty. (Which still would not give you a swim bonus.) The only real effect would be that it's an easily smell-able way to make yourself more vulnerable to fire.


Waterskins filled with only air, buoyancy.

That might work if you had them and could rig it properly. Even if he didn't have to worry about going underwater though, Ron had no reason to suspect that he could win the fight, no reason to be motivated to try it, and no reason to suspect that the boat might not make it away if the raider's boats could.


Options always exist. This somehow seems to frustrate my players endlessly. Because it is applicable to any and all situations.

Options that would only work by DM fiat, but which would not logically work or would not work with any other DM, are not options a player should take.

In fact I did try to take an option - running away - that was apparently not what you had in mind, and by DM fiat it didn't work. It's a strange railroad that you run, with invisible tracks that would require far-fetched actions to stay on, and dire consequences if a player should stray off of them.

If your players always end up frustrated, might I suggest adjusting your modus operandi until both you and your players are not-frustrated?


If you cannot see where someone is, this does not mean you cannot locate them.

Perception checks include both sight and sound. I roll; you tell me what the PC perceives. He neither saw the casters nor heard them well enough to locate them (which would be highly implausible anyway if he had), until the boat was heading away.
Ron stares at the man for a moment. "So you are ... a trickster god, perhaps? Wow. Huh.

Hmm. I would have to say, life. Not exactly worshipped, but certainly desired by all."

[Ralasha]

What makes you think that would work? Because oil is slightly (8%) lighter than water? The effect would be negligible at best. You'd be better off taking your clothing and gear off, retaining only what you need for modesty. (Which still would not give you a swim bonus.) The only real effect would be that it's an easily smell-able way to make yourself more vulnerable to fire.

Time for a fun experiment. Take a cloth, stitch it snugly shut, soak it in oil until completely saturated, It does not grant perfect flotation, but the oiled cloth will resist water saturation.


That might work if you had them and could rig it properly. Even if he didn't have to worry about going underwater though, Ron had no reason to suspect that he could win the fight, no reason to be motivated to try it, and no reason to suspect that the boat might not make it away if the raider's boats could.

Indeed, I suppose, one seeing a longboat, not knowing what such a thing was, would not having any reason to suspect that a square bowed vessel would be incapable of moving as swiftly.


Options that would only work by DM fiat, but which would not logically work or would not work with any other DM, are not options a player should take.

It is hardly as though those would be the only options. You are missing the point, I think.


In fact I did try to take an option - running away - that was apparently not what you had in mind, and by DM fiat it didn't work. It's a strange railroad that you run, with invisible tracks that would require far-fetched actions to stay on, and dire consequences if a player should stray off of them.

It was not by DM Fiat, The vessel was heading to the Coastal town, which without the ritual being interrupted would destroy it. Remember these things are scripted?


If your players always end up frustrated, might I suggest adjusting your modus operandi until both you and your players are not-frustrated?

Certainly, the next time one of my players finds themselves trapped in a locked cell, with magical items available, and they attempt using supposedly nigh-indestructible materials (read: magical items) to dig, chisel, or shave their way out, I shall say 'Nay, for that which thou attempt to use is no proper tool.' This would be better than going 'You manage to wedge the door slightly ajar, by using your bracer as a fulcrum.'? If you had attempted to run in a different direction, you likely would have made it, excepting that someone just summoned a colossal, and malevolent sea serpent.


Perception checks include both sight and sound. I roll; you tell me what the PC perceives. He neither saw the casters nor heard them well enough to locate them (which would be highly implausible anyway if he had), until the boat was heading away.

Nor did you ask if you could determine their direction.
Ron stares at the man for a moment. "So you are ... a trickster god, perhaps? Wow. Huh.

Hmm. I would have to say, life. Not exactly worshipped, but certainly desired by all."[/QUOTE]

"Thanks, now I have an answer for that smarmy bas... Um." He snorts, "Now what to do with you? Hmmm?" He leers, "Best get up, or your feet will get waterlogged... well, worse than they are already." He turns and begins walking away from the docks, fading into the heat-haze of the fires still burning in what remains of the town, from one source or another.

You find yourself on a stone ramp, once used for dry-dock. Though... most likely no longer. Your legs are still beneath the surface of the water, which is lapping across your waist.

[kinem]

Time for a fun experiment. Take a cloth, stitch it snugly shut, soak it in oil until completely saturated, It does not grant perfect flotation, but the oiled cloth will resist water saturation.

Stitched shut? Perhaps, but that has little to do with soaking your clothes. Perhaps you should try the latter.


Indeed, I suppose, one seeing a longboat, not knowing what such a thing was, would not having any reason to suspect that a square bowed vessel would be incapable of moving as swiftly.

You didn't say any more than that the hulls were oddly shaped. Besides, our boat had a head start.


It is hardly as though those would be the only options. You are missing the point, I think.

No, it's you who is missing the point. I think you have the potential to be a really interesting DM, but your current approach doesn't work very well, and your games tend to blow up. That will likely continue until you learn better what works and what doesn't. It's common for DMs to go through such a learning curve, especially if they start out with ideas on what would make the game 'more interesting than usual'. Running published modules can be one way to do it. If running a module with an element of mystery for example, you'd be surprised how often the party misses clues, but good modules tend to have a way to get things moving in the right direction regardless. (And not by an NPC forcing it - that ruins games.) It's not that players are stupid, it's just that things look a lot different from the DM's side of the screen than from the players'.


It was not by DM Fiat, The vessel was heading to the Coastal town, which without the ritual being interrupted would destroy it. Remember these things are scripted?

The fiat (decree) being in place in advance doesn't change anything. Ron had no way of knowing that town would be destroyed; nor was he even told that the vessel was going there when he asked. The fact is, the ship was a trap, but the player had been given no reason to suspect that.

Hmm ... I'm still not sure who or what he is. If indeed a god, would he really need help with a riddle? Or was that a trick on his part?

Ron wades up the ramp and out of the water, while looking around.

ooc: Perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

There are a few sections of wall, some building's remains, and a couple of boats heading into port, with people standing on their bows, staring or crying.

There are cries from within the remains of the town, though few and far between.

[kinem]

Ron heads on into the town, intending to help if he can.

Could I have done something to prevent this? I don't think so ... but I bet that trickster 'god' could have, if he wanted to.

[Ralasha]

Egads life is hectic.

Ron begins moving towards the smouldering ruins of the city.

Perception check.

[kinem]

Perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

You notice a nearby cry for help. It appears to be quite loud, it is coming from the remains of a nearby ship... or half of one.

[kinem]

Ron, who is wet already, swims over to see if he can help. (Or walks/runs, if such land based movement would suffice.)

[Ralasha]

Luckily aquatic motor-skills are not needed.

You make your way to the remains of the vessel a little further along the 'shore' or the stone ramps used here as drydock. And reach the remains of a vessel jutting up out of the wash.

A couple of voices can be heard from within the confines of the hull.

[kinem]

Ron looks for a way into the hull.

ooc: Perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

It appears the hull in addition to having split is on it's side. There is a small hatch held shut by some debri, which seems to be what kept rhis section afloat long enough tobe washed ashore by the wave resulting from the strike against the fortress.

[kinem]

Ron attempts to clear the debris and open the hatch.

[Ralasha]

It takes you only a few minutes to clear the debris. Though it was nothing particularly heavy or sturdy, it was arranged in such a way as to hold the hatch secure from the outside.

The door falls free from it's broken fastenings as you remove the last of the material jamming it shut.

The man from amongst the enemy vessels, looking confused, climbs out first somewhat awkwardly. The scars from his battle amongst the enemy ships appear mostly healed already.

The sorceress climbs out next, as does the scholar, the Goliath quickly begins pulling children from the interior.

"Well, this is odd." says the scholar. "Not tgat I'm complaining mind you, but last I remember I was staring at the surface of the bay from below..."

[kinem]

Ron says "Well! Hello. It seems that the gods were playing some kind of game involving us. We died, yet here we are. Some kind of trickster greeted me, a god perhaps.

You, sir" he indicates the goliath "Who are you? And who were the guys you were fighting?"

[Ralasha]

"The gods are always playing games... I am Hasloth. Champion of Kord."

[kinem]

"Hasloth, I am Ron Bishi. Any idea who those guys were?"

[Ralasha]

"Nay, though they did dress a bit like Elk tribe, or Bear tribe... But I think them too puny to be half giants."

[kinem]

"Hmm. Well, let's see if we can help any other survivors in town." He looks around for such.

[Ralasha]

There are people scattered about, buried amongst the rubble. Some sit and stare once rescued, horror the only thing visible in their eyes, others run off, calling names, some few begin splitting off in search of other groups of survivors, or to free other victims.

[kinem]

Later ...

Ron asks of those who have been helped to free a few trapped victims with him "Well, now what? I guess we all should head to the nearest other town to arrange to shelter the survivors. Any of you know it?"

[Ralasha]

A moderately muscled man steps forward. "There are a few mining towns nearby. I suggest we divide into groups... With the monsters around we will need to do so to make sure someone makes it... To get word out about the destruction of the city."

Several dozen voices protest, stating desires to remain for various reasons.

[kinem]

Ron says "What? Tell me about the monsters. I don't think we should divide into groups. There is strength in numbers."

[Ralasha]

The Goliath shrugs. "Standing talking is wasting time and energy." He begins walking off. "I will follow one of the roads into the mountains. Walking is better than standing still until the seasons change."

[kinem]

Seeing that the Goliath has more tongues than brains, Ron sighs. "Either come with us now, or wait here" he tells the others, and follows the man into the mountains.

[Ralasha]

As you begin the journey. Familiar sights and sounds bring forth an unknowable reminiscence. A sense of deja-vu.

It seems peaceful...

Perception check.

[kinem]

Perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

It is perhaps too quiet. Aside from the distant sound of waves crashing ashore, and animals in the far distance... It seems preternaturally quiet in this area. No bird sound, no small animals... no bigger animals.

Though there is movement at the flanks of your group, since some followed the man, some stayed in the town, and some followed you. It was not an even split, roughly half of the survivors are with you. Some thirty or forty individuals.

Judging by the noise, whatever is stalking your group is small in size, but large in numbers. At least a dozen all told.

[kinem]

Ron says to the group with him "We soon will not be alone. If the need arises, who among you can fight?"

He looks for a defensible position for the group.

ooc: Perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

There is a simple ditch, appearing largely artificial to either side of the road. Small clumps of trees which provide minimal cover, but would also limit your ability to see threats... And the raised road it's self, which while preventing a direct ambush, would be less helpful in preventing ballistic attacks (ranged combat), performed from cover.

[kinem]

Ron chooses the ditches on the sides of the road.

"Take cover there" he suggests.

Ron himself remains on the road so as to watch for the stalkers.

ooc: perception [roll0]

[Ralasha]

Whatever is stalking the group isn't very good at stealth.

After a few moments one of the bushes rustles. This is followed shortly by the sound of something being struck. This in turn is then followed by an "Ouch! Ooops!" ... "Shh! Thems hear us's." None of which is spoken in less than a very loud stage whisper.

[kinem]

Ron calls out "You in the bushes - show yourselves!"

[Ralasha]

Two voices call out in return. "No-no-one is here." "Yes, move along."

[kinem]

Ron says "I'm glad that no one is in those bushes, because I could use some target practice, and I certainly wouldn't want anyone to get hurt!"

[Ralasha]

Several 'ugly children' scamper out from their cover shouting things such as 'don't shoot!'... they have weapons and armor, all of a crude design, or rusted... or severely damaged. Ah yes, goblins, seven of them. Not terribly bright goblins either.

[kinem]

"What? Someone is there?!? All right, I won't shoot! I promise!

So tell me, are there monsters ahead?"

Ron does not expect his lack of any ranged weapon to matter much now ...

[Ralasha]

'A bunch of them in fake caves made of trees, also in a fake cave that they dug.'

'Also the monsters that they make. Like the ones that goes on the faces.'

They all nod rapidly. It is somewhat comedic in appearance.

[kinem]

Ron ponders.

"Do the fake cave dwellers have a name? And, uh, what happens when the face monsters get on your face?"

[Ralasha]

"Dunno. But the face monster is put on, and then they go in the caves with the long spiked warhammers."

[kinem]

"I see. Thanks for the information. We'll be on our way now. Thing is, I don't want you stalking us. You can either join forces with us, or leave us alone."

[Ralasha]

The goblins look at each other. And begin speaking very rapidly in a disturbing sounding language. Probably Goblin.

One of them nods rapidly. "We come with then."

Roll Sense Motive.

[kinem]

ooc: sense motive [roll0]

[Ralasha]

They are up to something, though you are uncertain what it might be, something of their behavior sets off bells in your mind. It is most likely nothing good.

[kinem]

Ron says "You might not like it. We might have to face monsters on the way. Also you should know that if you betray me, I will kill you. And I have come back from the dead twice already today, so don't think a little thing like death would stop me. Are you sure you want to come?"

[Ralasha]

The majority of them turn to look at one of their number, who nods. "It is a scary place. I hope you brought brown pants."

[kinem]

Ron takes note of who the goblins' leader is. "Come then. I doubt it is scarier that what I have already seen today, and my pants are no browner than usual.

Folks, I believe it's safe to come out now" he tells the rest of his group.

[Ralasha]

The people, who were failing badly at hiding in the first place begin to come back up onto the road, in a disorderly manner.

the Halfling and the old wizard look at you for a few moments, before looking around again apparently both relieved it did not come to violence, though the halfling seems slightly unsatisfied. "Can we go now?" Comes the voice of the diminutive figure od the sorceress you retrieved within the fortress, and again from the bowels of a ship... "Hey, I wonder if my body still has my items on it... I mean, I'm wearing them... but what if I'm just a copy?" The halfling shudders dramatically. "Terrible thought." She grimaces. "I could be fish food. I wonder what would happen if a cleric found my corpse and resurrected it..?" The seeming unending line of random thoughts spoken aloud continues.

[kinem]

"Off we go." Ron leads the way.

[Ralasha]

The journey up the road is uneventful until you pass a large clearing, after which the road narrows into something more akin to a trail. Up ahead you hear voices, shouting, and hammer on anvil.

Several of the people from the coastal town begin to visibly relax, and chatter becomes more open rather than harsh whispering.

The trail is uneven, but worn semi-smooth as you progress.

The pass itself appears to be nestled between to sheer faces, a precarious position. A minor tremor could have disastrous consequences, though judging by a few of the rocks to either side, while a rare occurrence, it has happened before, the lack of debris at the base of the rail makes more sense as the path widens once more, and you see a wall made of odds and ends rocks, this is probably where all of the detritus went.

There is no readily defensible position apparent aside from an opening in the vertical wall which only reduces accessibility to about three men abreast. No gate, and no readily visible means of attaching one, nor any sign of such attempts can be detected.

A single man, holding a pick as though it were a battle axe stands outside of the way further in. He notices your approach, and shouts something past the wall towards the supposed mining camp.

[kinem]

Ron takes the lead and approaches with his hands help up in a sign of peaceful intent.

"Hello, sir!"

[Ralasha]

"Don't you come any closer! We'll have no more of that 'King's Tax' this month. Send the garrison if'n you like, we'll see how well you like a sharp point in where it don't belong." He keeps glancing back towards the gate, (I'm assuming your disguise is still in place) until four men come out, dressed in more familiar fashions than you have recently seen. One in robes, one in plate, one in clothes (with a flute case on his belt), and what appears to be a Priest judging by his attire, and the symbol repeated in several places (of course there is also the matter of the Holy Symbol).

[kinem]

ooc: I don't think the disguise would still be in place. In any case, Ron's last disguise was as a civilian on the ship, not as a guard.

Ron tells the man "You have the wrong idea about us. I don't work for any king, and in any case, the garrison is dead. A giant dragon destroyed both the fortress and the town. We are refugees, seeking to pass, that's all.

My name's Ron. And you are?"

[Ralasha]

ooc: This man isn't exactly the brightest bulb, or the sharpest tack... quite the opposite. They have him guarding the wall, when they don't believe there are any threats... to keep him out of the way. His Int score is a 6. The terrible example of a wall is the result of a previous task assigned to keep him busy.

Magic isn't fading, but what happens when the Gods of Magic slowly lose their strength? Similarly everything else, Gods of strength, Gods of endurance, gods of healing... only the natural laws are still functioning at full efficiency... also Alchemy, and the God of Alchemy... and a few other things.

I can explain everything now to resolve any future confusion if you would like. But I have been avoiding explaining anything that isn't asked, the background of the world is still rather largely a mystery (except in my notebooks, or my mind). It is intended to be explored, to try to find answers as to the why's and whats, and hows... and who's. Such as, 'who are the old gods, why did they leave, what brought them back? What are the old gods, when did they leave, where were they, why did they return? repeat in continuous iterations on the theme, repeat for the current gods. The Truth Is Out There[/ooc]

"Gunthur." He eyes everyone, "What's a refugee?"

[kinem]

"With our homes gone, we are on the road until we find new ones."

[Ralasha]

The man in plate steps forward. "What trouble caused this?"

The mage with him raises an eyebrow.

The Cleric steps towards the crowd and begins looking everyone over for injuries, and casting whatever minor healing spells may be needed.

((Ack, I keep forgetting to give you a level.))

[kinem]

"Strange raiders from the sea summoned a giant dragon, which destroyed the fortress and the town."

ooc: So time to level up?

[Ralasha]

"The coastal city?" He adopts a pensive expression. "A single monster destroyed the town and fortress? What was it a baboleth, a balor, a dragon perhaps?"

Also yes. Ding. You can continue as a Ninja or multiclass within the rules, while following the rules regarding any specific class restrictions. Note you may now split the gestalt.

[kinem]

"A dragon."

ooc: OK.

Edit: I've edited the character sheet on the 1st page of this thread. I went sorcerer / ninja.

[Ralasha]

The mans brow beetles. "Troubling." He begins looking surveying surroundings vertically as well as his eyes search into the distance. "I suggest then, that you and your companions continue your... journey with haste, or remain here. The tunnels should provide some form of defense, if not much, should the dragon have followed you." He turns and whistles, "Are you aware there are goblins amongst your troupe?"

[kinem]

Ron says "I doubt the dragon followed us as it seemed to prefer the ocean, but it's good that you have a place to hide. We will continue on, but thank you for the offer.

Yes, we picked up these goblins along the way. Do you know of them? It seemed better to keep an eye on them then to let them follow us."

[Ralasha]

"Goblins are always evil. It seems there is little else to know." He shrugs, "Enjoy your journey then. Whence shall you go, south to the capital? North to the Ruins we arose within, or into the Mires and Bogs to the west?"

[kinem]

Ron says "Perhaps goblins mistreat humans because of reactions like that. I don't know and see no reason to make any assumptions.

South to the capital sounds good to me. What can you tell us of the route ahead?"

[Ralasha]

"Perhaps dragons eat villagers because of their lack of respect. I think it more likely we just taste good."

[kinem]

"I'll not help you test that theory. The route, please?" Ron says.

[Ralasha]

He tells you how to reach the capital, or an approximation of it.

"Do yourself a favor if you are insistent in taking the gobs with you. Don't sleep." He sighs, shakes his head, and moves back into the town, followed by what is apparently his party... the others that came out with him.

The goblins rapidly begin speaking to each other in their natural language.

Some of the vagrants tagging along with you shuffle nervously.

[kinem]

Ron says "Thanks for the directions.

Would you have me slay the goblins? They have given me no provocation. But yes, we will set watches. We have a large enough group to have more than one watcher at a time.

Well, onward."

When the group is underway Ron tells the goblins "As you see, I am giving you a chance here to be peaceful neighbors. If you violate that trust, you will not only have to die, you will set back your entire race by proving the accusations true. If you can't handle it, leave us now while you can."

[Ralasha]

The goblins nod along, most of them drift at the back of your sizable group.

Perception and Wisdom Checks... :smallamused:

[kinem]

ooc: Perception [roll0], Wisdom [roll1]

[Ralasha]

There seem to be fewer people here than before. Less than a handful of them, but the numbers have reduced.

You notice the goblins faces are slightly smeared with a viscous liquid. By berries or something (you hope).

[kinem]

Ron casts mage armor on himself.

"Hold on. You, come this way."

Ron separates the goblins from the others, and also beckons those others that he knows can fight towards him.

He then tests the liquid on one of the goblins' faces, by taste if need be.

If it is blood he punches the goblin and declares "That's blood on their faces and some of us are missing. They have betrayed us already and you know what that means."

ooc: attack [roll0], damage [roll1]; if he was able to attack by surprise or attacked while goblin was flatfooted add [roll2]

initiative [roll3]

[Ralasha]

And this is where the real fun begins. Roll a Heal check.

[kinem]

heal check [roll0]

[Ralasha]

It (the blood) appears to be not human.

[kinem]

Well, that's different. But I still need to find out what's going on.

Ron asks the goblin "That blood on your face. What is it from?"

He tells everyone "We need to do a head count. I think we lost a few. Anyone know where they might be?"

[Ralasha]

The goblins shrugs "We catch rats. Tasty rats, the flesh so soft, the screams so sweet, the bones that crunch, the meat to eat." He smacks his lips, seemingly unaware of how utterly horrifyingly psychotic he just sounded, almost singing about the terror and pain of the animal he devoured... apparently alive.

The others look around slowly. (city-folk... No tracking skill, no idea how to go about it... aside from the hunters... Who are missing.)

The two primary NPCS however, are doing something entirely different... Casting spells.

SC: [roll0] Res: [roll1]
SC: [roll2] Res: [roll3]

The human mage responds: "They live..." He looks at the halfling who responds, "They are in no danger."

[kinem]

"Gone hunting, I suppose. From now on we have to be more careful. There will be danger ahead, most likely."

Ron begins to get a head count of who is present, other than the hunters. He breaks it down by gender, race, and other notable characteristics.

[Ralasha]

14 males 17 females: human adults.
1 female Halfling Sorceress.
1 male human Wizard, aged.
7 children, human.
12 teenagers 7 male, 5 female, human.

[kinem]

ooc: And the goblins?

[Ralasha]

Oops.

Goblins:
Adult: 8 males, 5 females.
Elder: 1 male.

[kinem]

Making careful note of the head count, Ron talks to the others while they wait for the hunters to return.

"So ... any of you ever visit the capital before?"

[Ralasha]

First of all, please accept my apologies for the delay. Working 14 hour days can be rather tiring. 15 if one includes the drive to and from as work.

And now for something completely different:

The congregated individuals look at each other. The wizard nods, "Well, yes. I was at one time one of the advisers to a previous ruler... Though, aside from my 'replacement', I'm afraid I am unlikely to know anyone there. The Arcane arts are treated rather dismissively after all." He quirks a brow, "Why do you ask?"

[kinem]

Ron replies "Because we're headed that way, anything you can tell us might come in handy. So tell us, what is the capital like, what's on the way, who rules it, things like that ... anything that might be good to know."

[Ralasha]

((WB))

He nods slowly. "It is a typical large city. Maybe a thousand inhabitants, an ancient crumbling stone wall towards the interior, the market taking up the area around the wall... It is up against a mountain... There is a river running through it down the mountain. The interior is separated into districts. It has several inns which cater primarily to merchants... It is the seat of the government. The Current Monarch lives there. The edges of the city are slums, and it is surrounded by farmlamds. Is there anything specific?"

(The global population is estimated at around 380 millions)

[kinem]

"We are going to need food, jobs, housing. Any ideas on the best way to do that?"

[Ralasha]

"We are going to need food, jobs, housing. Any ideas on the best way to do that?"

"I am afraid that other than general knowledge on the Kingdom, it's larger towns, culture, and people of importance, I am most likelyy quite ignorant. I did not spend much time learning of economics. Nor of the means of average men and women. I had more pressing concerns." (He rolled a 1.)

The halfling speaks, "It might be best if we just set camp? The hunters may be gone for some time, and when theu return some rest may be welcome, as I am sure whatever sustenance they bring will also prove to be... Welcome that is. My ration bag will only feed me and a child."

[kinem]

"Very well" Ron agrees.

[Ralasha]

The commoners are currently gabbing as they wait. These are city folk. The Elderly Wizard casts a spell bringing a hut into existence, but it only fits 8.